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SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK 


BY  ASA  FITZ, 


AUTHOR  OF  THE 


American  School  Song  Book,  Common 
Schoo]  Song  Book,  Parlor  Harp,  etc. 


BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED  BY  CROSBY,  XTCHOLS  &  CO., 

Ill  "Washington  St. 

1854. 


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Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress  in  the  year  1854) 

BY  ASA  FITZ, 

In  tlie  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  District 
of  Massachusetts. 


STEREOTYPED  BY  J.  E.   FARWELL  &  CO. 

32  Congress  Street,  Boston. 


PREFACE. 


It  has  been  our  design  in  this  com- 
pilation of  hymns,  for  schools,  to  select 
such,  and  such  only,  as  were  appro- 
priate to  the  devotional  exercises  of 
the  School  Room. 

Each  hymn  has  appended  to  it  the 
name  of  one  or  two  tunes,  in  which 
it  may  be  sung.  Those  teachers  whq^ 
wish  for  note  books,  will  find  nearly 
all  the  tunes  mentioned,  in  the  "  Old 
Boston  Academy  Collection  of  Church 
Music,"  or  in  the  "  Sabbath  School 
Minstrel,"  published  by  Phillips  & 
Sampson.     Note  books  will  not  be 


4  PREFACE. 

needed  when  old  and  familiar  tunes 
are  sung.  The  frequent  changes  in 
our  School  Music  Books  seemed  to 
render  it  desirable,  tliat  a  more  per- 
manent book,  containing  only  hymns, 
should  be  prepared  for  our  schools. 
THE  ATTTHOB. 

Boston,  April  1,  1854. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Ascription,  25,  26,  68. 

Adoration,  70. 

Bible,  69,  99. 

Bonnie  Doon,  112. 

Close  of  the  week,  31, 

Close  of  school,  7i 

Contentment,  9S. 

Christian  union,  47. 

Devotion,  65. 

Evening  hymn,  8,  22,  27,  28,  31,  34,  60,  62, 

67,  77,  SO,  81. 
Fount  of  blessing,  37. 
Funeral  hymn,  71,  91,  102. 
Goodness  of  God,  24,  48,  59. 
Gratitude,  66,  72. 
Harvest  hymn,  95. 
Hour  of  Prayer,  73. 
Home,  44. 

Heaven,  29,  35,  49,  50,  53,  55,  85. 
Invitation,  76. 
Jesus,  56,  64. 
Last  rose  of  summer  97. 
Love  of  God,  43. 


6  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Morning  hymn,  7,  8,  38,  40,  52,  54,  61,  64, 

78,  79,  SS,  110. 
Meekness,  51. 
Opening  year,  19. 
Our  destiny,  83,  103. 
Parting  song,  13,  96. 
Patriotic  liymns,  90,  100,  105,  107. 
Petition,  9,   14,   15,  26,  27,  36,  57,  58,  68,  99, 

104. 
Purity,  53. 

Praise,  11,  20,  30,  38,  69. 
Pity,  86. 

Prayer,  21,  42,  89. 
Pleasant  school,  108, 
Pleasant  words.  84. 
Report  of  the  VVatchman,  34. 
Retirement,  74,  75. 
Resignation,  46. 
Remember  thy  Creator,  41 
Sabbath,  32. 
Sacred  ties,  51,  76,  83. 
Self  consecration,  63. 
Star  of  Bethlehem,  87. 

School,  109,  111,  116,  117,  118,  119,  121,  122. 
Truth,  106. 

Temperance,  93,  94,  113. 
Thanksgiving,  23. 
Wisdom,  20. 
Worship,  12,  17„  18,  28,  33. 


AMERICArJ 
SCHOOL  HYMN  BOOK. 


I.  8  &  7  s.  Bounding  Billows. 

Morning   Song. 

1  Swift  my  childhood's  dreams  are  passing, 

Like  the  startled  doves  they  fly  ; 
Or  bright  clouds  each  other  chasing, 
Over  yonder  quiet  sky. 

2  Soon  I'll  hear  earth's  flattering  story, 

Soon  its  visions  will  be  mine  j 
Shall  I  covet  wealth  and  glory  ? 
Shall  I  bow  at  pleasure's  shrine  ? 

3  No,  my  God,  one  prayer  I  raise  thee 

From  my  young  and  happy  heart  ; 
Never  let  me  cease  to  praise  thee, 
Never  from  thy  fear  depart. 


8  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  Then,  when  years  have  gatlier'd  o'er  me, 
And  the  world  is  sunk  in  shade  ; 
Heaven's  bright  realms  will  rise  before  me, 
There  my  treasure  will  be  laid. 

11.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn.     Nuremberg. 

Evening   Hymn. 

1  Brothers,  sisters,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 

There  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  him  who  reigns  in  heaven. 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ; 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

O,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine. 

HI.  7  s  &  6  s.  America. 

Morning    Hymn. 
i  Come,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing — 
Help  us  to  praise. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  \) 

Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Come,  thou  eternal  Lord, 
By  heav'n  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend. 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  w^ord  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  decend. 

3  Be  thou  our  comforter  ; 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour. 
Omnipotent  thou  art  : 
O,  rule  in  every  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

L  7  s  &  6  s.  America. 

For  Divine    Guidance. 
1   O  God,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Revive  my  fainting  heart  j 
My  zeal  inspire  j 


10  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Reveal  thyself  to  me, 
Ana  may  my  love  to  Thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be  — 
A  living  fire. 

2  When  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  j 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day. 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

3  When  ends  life's  transient  dream. 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
O,  Father,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove. 
And  bear  me  safe  above, — 

A  ransomed  soul. 


V.  7  s  &  6  3.  America. 

Praise  to  God. 
1  Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  ; 

Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim  ; 
Rise  and  adore  : 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  11 

High  o'er  the  heavens  above, 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love  : 
■   While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 
Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Triumphant  sounds  of  praise, 

Wide  as  his  fame  ; 
There  let  the  harps  be  found, 
Organs  with  solemn  sound. 
Roll  your  deep  notes  aroimd  — 

Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string  ; 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  — 
Let  every  breath  that  flows. 
His  noblest  fame  disclose  : 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

7  s.  Nuremberg. 

Praise. 
Praise  to  God, —  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  : 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy. 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 


12  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ■ 

All  that  lib'ral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erfiowing  stores. 

3  These,  to  that  dear  source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow  ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  ray  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee,  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never  ending  praise  ; 
And  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thy  self  alone. 


VII.  7  s.  Nuremberg. 

The   Acceptable   ^Worship. 
1  Father  of  our  feeble  race. 

Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men. 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love. 
Claiming  large  returns  again. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  13 

2  Lord,  what  offerings  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow  ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast. 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Heal  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind  ; 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  Heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  th'  accepted  offering  bring, — 

Love  to  thee,  and  ajl  mankind. 

VIIT.  7  S.  NUREJIBEEG. 

Parting    Song. 
1  When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
When  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire. 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire. 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  aJl  shall  meet  again. 


14  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 

-  Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls  ; 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 
There  shall  we  all  meet  again. 

3  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled. 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead. 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  wealth  and  fame  are  laid, 
Where  immortal  spirits  reign, 
There  rnay  we  all  meet  again. 

IX.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn. 

1  To  thy  pastures,  fair  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd,  lead  their  charge  ; 
And  my  couch,  with  tend'rest  care. 
Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  —  with  summer's  heat. 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 

To  the  streams,  that,  still  and  slovr. 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  15 

With  thy  rod  and  staft'  supplied, 
This  my  guard  —  and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend  ; 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

>C.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn. 

God  A   Refuge. 
1  Father,  Refuge  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Father,  hide. 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  j 
O,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

W  Other  refuge  have  I  none  : 

Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 


16  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Thou,  0,  God,  art  all  I  want, 

Boundless  love,  through  Christ,  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint; 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind, 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art  ; 

Freely  let  me  take  to  thee. 
Reign  O  Lord,  within  my  heart  ; 

Reign  to  all  eternity. 

XI.  7  s.         Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Heaven. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day. 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song  ? 
"Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ; 

These  from  great  affiictions  came  , 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  Ills  alnughty  name  . 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  17 

Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Tliem  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears  ; 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 


XII.  L.  M.     Hamburg— Wa] 

"Worship. 

1  Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 

We  bow  before  thy  mercy  seat, 
To  worship  thee,  the  holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  O,  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day  I 

0,  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace  ! 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  display. 
And  favor  that  shall  never  cease. 


18  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  We  seek  the  truth  which  Jesus  brought ; 

His  path  of  Hght  we  long  to  tread ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught, 
And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  abound  ; 

Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven  ; 
And  we,  in  thy  great  day,  be  found 
Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 


XIII.  L.  M.  Hamburg— Ward 

The  God  of  all  Grace. 
J  Great  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 
Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  j 
Thy  hand  revolves  my  circling  hours, — 
Thy  hand,  from  whence  my  being  came 

2  Seasons,  and  moons,  still  rolling  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 

And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 

To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  My  life,  my  health,  my  friends,  I  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  19 

4  Thus  will  I  sing  till  nature  cease, 

Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more, 
And  after  death  thy  boundless  grace, 
Through  everlasting  years,  adore. 


XI 7.  L.  M.  Hamburg— Ward. 

A  Song  for    the   Opening  Year. 

1  Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  wliich  supported  still  we  stand  : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  its  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

4  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future  ^all  to  us  unknown  — 
We  to  thy  guafdian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues. 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust. 
In  brighter  words,  our  souls  shall  boast. 


20  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

XV.  C.  M.  Bale  11  MA. 
"Wisdom. 

1  How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 

Instniction's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes, 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far. 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are, 
Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows  ' 
Upon  the  aged  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

XVI.  C.  M.  Balerma.1 
Praise  from  all  Nature. 

1  Begin  the  high,  celestial  strain 
My  raptured  soul,  and  sing 
A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heaven's  almightv  Kins. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  21 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Repeat  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  the  song. 

3  Bear  it,  ye  breezes,  on  your  wings, 

To  distant  climes  away. 
And  round  the  wide  extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

4  Long  let  it  warble  round  the  spheres, 

And  echo  through  the  sky  ; 

Let  angels,  with  immortal  skill, 

Improve  the  harmony  ;  — 

5  While  we.  with  sacred  rapture  fired, 

The  blest  Creator  sing. 
And  chant  our  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

XVIL  C.  M.  Balerma. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 
1  O  Thou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend 
Lo !  at  the  footstool  of  thy  love 
Thy  children  humbly  bend. 


22  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  All  reverence  to  thy  name  be  given, 

Thy  kingdom  wide  displayed  : 
And,  as  thy  will  is  done  in  heaven, 
Be  it  on  earth  obeyed. 

3  Our  table  may  thy  bounty  spread 

From  thine  exhaustless  store  : 
From  day  to  day,  with  daily  bread, 
Nor  would  we  ask  for  more. 

4  That  pardon  we  to  others  give, 

Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
From  all  temptation,  O  relieve. 
From  every  ill  defend. 

5  And  now  to  thee  belong,  Most  High, 

The  kingdom,  glory,  power, 
Through  the  broad  earth  and  spacious  sky, 
Till  time  shall  l)e  no  more. 

XYIII.  8  &  7  s.  Sjcilian  H— Wilmot- 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  blessing 

On  til'  instructions  of  this  day  ; 

That  our  hearts  thy  fear  possessing, 

May  from  sin  be  turned  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMX    BOOK.  23 

2  We  have  wandered  ;  O,  forgive  us, 

We  have  wished  from  truth  to  rove  j 
Turn,  0  turn  us,  and  receive  us, 
And  incUne  our  hearts  to  love. 

3  We  have  learned  that  Christ,  the  Saviour, 

Lived  to  teach  us  what  is  good  j 
Died  to  gain  for  us  thy  favor, 
And  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 

4  For  his  sake,  O  God,  forgive  us  : 

Guide  us  to  that  happy  home. 

Where  the  Saviour  will  receive  us, 

And  where  sin  can  never  come. 


XIX.  8  &  7  s.  Sicilian  H— Wilmot. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  Praise  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 

Wakes  the  blossoms  fresh  with  dew  ; 
Praise  him  when  revived  creation 
Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  when  early  breezes 

Come  so  fragrant  from  the  flowers ; 

Praise,  thou  willow,  by  the  brook-side, 

Praise,  ye  birds,  among  the  bowers. 


24  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  and  may  his  blessing 

Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth  . 
Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error. 
Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 

4  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

Angels,  sing  your  sweetest  lays  : 
All  things  utter  forth  his  glory, 
Sound  aloud  Jehovah's  praise. 


XX.  8  &  7  s.  Sicilian  H— Wilmot. 

God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever  j 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth, 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  : 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth  j 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


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4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

XXL  8  &  7  WiLMOT. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Part  in  peace  !  is  day  before  lis  ? 

Praise  his  name  for  life  and  light  ; 
Are  the  shadows  length'ning  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  His  care  who  guards  the  night. 

2  Part  in  peace  !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 
Tranquil  mem'ry  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace  !  such  are  the  praises 

God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best  ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

XXn.  8  &  7  WiLMOT. 

Ascription. 
1   Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears  ; 
Let  us  each  thy  care  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 


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3  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 
Peace,  companion  of  our  way  : 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 

XXIII.  8  &  7  WiLMOT. 

Glory  to  God. 

1  Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator  ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high  ! 

XXIV.  8  &  7  s.  WiLMOT. 
Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord. 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


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XXV.  S  &  7  S.  WlLMOT. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 

Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me. 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore  ; 
1  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

XXVI.  8  7  &  4.  Greenville. 
God,  our   Guide. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim,  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain. 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 


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3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelhng  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

XXVII.  8,  7  &  4.  Gkeenville. 

Dismission. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  jjossessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

O,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

XXVm.  S  &  7.  Sicilian  H^mn. 

"Worship. 
1  Peace  be  to  this  habitation  : 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein  : 


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Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  : 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  ; 

2  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us  : 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us  : 
Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come  ; 

3  Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation. 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 
In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


XXIX.  7  &  6  3.  Amsterdam. 

Heaven. 

1  Rise,  my  soul  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace. 
Rise  from  transitory  things 

Towards  heav'n  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  add  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 


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Fire  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace 

XXX.  7  &  6  s.  Amsterdam. 

Praise  the  Lord. 

1  Praise  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above. 

And  keeps  his  courts  below  ; 

Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love, 

And  all  his  greatness  show. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds 

Praise  him  for  his  matchless  power  ; 
Him,  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 
Let  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

3  Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string  ; 

And  all  of  heavenly  art. 

All  the  power  of  music  bring, 

The  music  of  the  heart. 

4  Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven  on  earth  adored  ; 
Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath, 
Let  all  things  praise  the  Lord. 


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XXXI.  7  &  6.     The  Morning  Light. 
Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west : 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close  ; 

May  angels,  round  me  singing. 

Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 

So.  when  in  death  benighted, 

May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning, 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break ; 
O,  on  that  last  bright  morning, 
May  I  in  glory  wake. 

XXXII.  C.  M.  Lang  S^ne. 
Close  of  the  "Week. 

1  O  Lord,  another  week  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  youthful  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 


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SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 


2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  in  thy  name  we  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
A  nd  we  are  weak  as  they. 

4  0,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  bid  our  passion  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

XXXIII.  L.  M.     Hebron— Ward. 

Delight  in  the  Sabbath. 

J   Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing  ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found 
Like  David's  harp,  of  solemn  soimd! 


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3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  When  shall  I  see  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below. 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  an  eternal  world  of  joy  ? 

XXXIV.  L.  M.     Hebron  — Ward. 

Worship  Acceptable  from  every  Place. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime. 
And  prophets   praised  with   glowing 
tongue. 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 

Thy  favored  worshippers  may  dwell. 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat  weary  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart  may  rise 

To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 
3 


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4  0  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung, 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime, 
Shall  temples  rise  and  praise  be  sung. 

XXXV.  7  s.       Pleyel's  Hymn. 
Closing  Hymn. 

1 '  Watch  of  Israel !  we  shall  rest 
Calmly,  if  thy  voice  has  blest ; 
If  thou  sayest,  "  All  is  well, 
Ever  wakeful  sentinel, 

2  If  in  sleep  our  spirits  dream 
Still,  O  still  be  thou  the  theme  ; 
Heavenly  let  our  spirits  be, 
E'en  of  dreaming,  dream  of  thee  ! 

3  But  if  sleep  be  far  away, 

And  we  watch  till  dawning  day, 
Let  the  Spirit  still  impart. 
Calmness  to  each  aching  heart ! 

XXXVI.  7  s.       Pleyel's  Hymn. 
Report  of  the  "Watchman. 

First  Voice. 
1  Watchman  I  tell  us  of  the  night. 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 


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Second  Voice. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Proinised  day  of  Israel, 

3  Watchman  I  will  its  be^pais  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

4  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveller  I  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

XXXVII.  7  s.         Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Heaven. 

1  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 
Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 

2  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 

Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Torturing  pain  and  heavy  woe. 


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3  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  ean  entrance  find, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise, — • 
Songs  of  jP-aise  to  Jesus'  love. 


XXXVIII.  8  &  7.      Sicilian  Hymn. 

Petition. 

1  Father,  in  thy  sacred  dwelling. 

Now  we  lift  the  voice  in  prayer, 
While  our  gentle  hearts  are  swelling. 

Lend,  O  lend,  a  gracious  car  ! 
View  us  on  life's  troubled  waters, 

Rudely  toss'd  by  every  tide  5 
Guide  us,  infant  sons  and  daughters, 

O'er  the  billows  far  and  wide. 

2  Should  the  distant  shadows  rising, 

Veil  in  clouds  our  vernal  sky. 
May  we,  on  thy  arm  reclining. 
Feel  secure  when  danger's  nigh. 


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Keep  us,  by  thy  spirit  given. 

Till  the  the  voyage  of  life  is  past, 
Safely  to  the  port  of  heaven 

Bring  our  weary  souls  at  last. 


XXXIX.  8  &  7.     Sicilian  Hymn. 

The  Fount  of  Blessing. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  vain  desires, 

Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting. 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 

2  Prom  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

3  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation, 
From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 

4  Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 


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XL.  S  &  7.         Sicilian  Hymn. 

Praise  the  Lord. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens  adore  him  j 

Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him  ; 
Praise  him.  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail  • 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious  ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation. 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 


XLL     7  &  6.  Morning  Light  IS  Breaking. 
Morning   Song. 
1   The  jnorning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears. 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 
To  penitential  tears  j 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  39 

Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  occ^n, 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared.for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  show'r. 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us, 
*         Are  opening  every  hour  ; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answer  brings. 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  balding 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation. 

Pursue  thy  onward  way. 

Flow  thon  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  ; 


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Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly- 
Triumphant  reach  their  home, 

Stay  not,  till  all  the  holy, 

Proclaim,  the  Lord  has  come. 


XLII.  7  &  6.  Morning  Light  is  Breaking. 
Life  Rapidly  Passing  Away.  ^ 

1  As  flows  the  rapid  river, 

With  channel  broad  and  free, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever. 

And  hasting  to  the  sea, 
So  life  is  onward  flowing, 

And  days  (jf  offered  peace, 
And  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

2  As  moons  are  ever  waning. 

As  hastes  the  sun  away. 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining. 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day. 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us, 

The  darkness  of  the  grave  ; 
And  death  is  just  before  us  : 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 


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Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament,  forever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 


XLIII.  7  &  6.  Morning  Light  is  Breaking. 
Remember  thy  Creator. 

1  "Remember  thy  Creator," 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  come  age's  night  ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer. 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

2  "  Remember  thy  Creator," 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 
And  dust  returns  to  dust ; 


42  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Before  with  God  who  gave  it, 
The  spirit  shall  appear  : 
,     He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 
*'  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 

XLIV.  7  &  6.  Morning  Light  is  Breaking. 
Pray  "Without   Ceasing. 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shinethji 

Go  when  the  moon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  decline th, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling. 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee  ; 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  43 

3  Or  if  'tis  e'er  denied  t)iee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way  j 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love . 

XLV.  L.  M.  Way-Faring  Man. 

The  Love   of  God. 
A  poor,  way  faring-raan  of  grief 

Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
AVho  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay  ! 
1  had  not  power  to  ask  .his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came  j 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye. 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

Once  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread. 
He  entered  —  not  a  word  he  spake  ; 

Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all  —  he  blessed  it,  brake. 

And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again ; 

Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then  — 


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And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste. 

3  I  spied  him  -vvhere  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock  —  his  strength  was 
gone, 
The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst, 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on. 
I  ran,  and  raised  the  sufferer  up  ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 
Dipped,  and  returned  it  running  o'er, — 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 

4  Then,  in  a  i-noment,  to  my  view 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise  ; 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew, — 

My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes  ; 
He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named, — 
"  Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed  ; 
These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be, 
Fear  not,  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 

XL  VI.  11  s.  Sweet  Home. 

Home. 
1  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have   seen  fade 
aM'ay, 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they 
decay, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  45 

But  pleasures  more  lasting,  in  Jesus  are 

given, 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in 

heaven. 
Home,  home,  svi^eet,  sweet  home, 
The  saints  in  those  mansions,  forever  at 

home. 

3  Farewell  vain  amusements,  my  follies 
adieu. 

While  Jesus  and  heaven  and  glory  I  view, 

I  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his 
throne. 

The  foretaste  of  heaven,  sweet  lieaven,  my 
home. 

Home,  etc.  0  when  shall  I  share  the  frui- 
tion of  home  ? 

3  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away, 
The  time  is  approaching,  when  Jesus  will 

say, 
"  Well  done,  faithful  servant,  sit  down  on 

my  throne. 
And  dwell  in  my  presence,  for  ever  at 

home." 
Home,  etc.  O  there  1  shall  rest  with  the 

Saviour  at  home. 


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4  Affliction  and  sorrow  and  death   shall  be 

o'er, 
The    saints    shall    unite   to  be    parted   no 

more  ; 
There  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high 

dome, 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour,  forever  at 

home. 
Home,  etc.     They  dwell  ,etc. 

XLVIL  C.  M.  When  I  can  Read  etc. 

Besignation. 
k'When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 


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4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul, 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

XL VIII.  C.  M.  Ortonville — Dedham. 

Christian    Union. 

1  Our  souls  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own. 

3  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  saved  by  grace. 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed. 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

4  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 


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XLIX.  L.M.    L's.         Belvillk 

The  Lord  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant ; 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  L^orrors  overspread, 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill  ; 
For  thou,  O,  God,  art  with  me  still, 


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Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

6  &  4.  Happy  Land. 

The  Happy  Land. 
1  There  is  a  happy  land 
Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 

O,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 

Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 

Loud  let  his  praises  ring. 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away  ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand, 

Why  still  delay  ? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be. 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
Lord  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

Bright  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye  ; 
Kept  by  a  father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 


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Oh,  then  to  glory  run  ; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won  ; 
And  bright  above  the  sun, 
We  reign  for  aye. 

LI.  CM.     Dedham  —  Baleema. 

Home   of  Kest. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace, 

For  those  with  care  oppressed  : 
"When  sighs  and  sorrowing  fears  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears, 

And  doubts  that  here  annoy  : 
Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  an  hour  of  sweet  repose, 

When  storms  assail  no  more, 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows, 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  eternal  joy. 


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LII.  L,  M.  Hebron. 

Meekness. 

1  Happy  the  meek  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray  : 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaeeful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  Jehovah's  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek,  all  mild, 

Inspire  our  hearts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion,  rude  and  wild. 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

LIII.  L.  M.     Hebron — Hamburg. 

Sacred  Ties. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run. 
Whose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one. 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  zealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within, 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin. 


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3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
For  liuman  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flame  in  sacrifice. 

LIV.  L.  M.     6  L's.       Belville. 

Morning   Petition. 

1  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares, 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O,  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend  ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes,  all  divine. 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close. 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 
With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blest. 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest  ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun. 
My  conflict's  o'er,  my  labor's  done — 
Father,  thy  heavenly  radience  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  : 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise. 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  praise. 


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LV.  L.  M.  Duke  St.— Ward. 

Rose  of  Sharon. 

1  The  rose  that  blooms  in  Sharon's  vale, 

And   scents  the  purple  morning  breath, 
May  in  the  shades  of  evening  fall 
And  bend  its  crimson  head  in  death. 

2  And  earth's  bright  ones  amid  the  tomb, 

May  like  the  blushing  rose  decay  ; 
But  still  the  mind,  the  mind  shall  bloom, 
When  time  and  nature  fade  away. 

3  And  there  amid  a  holier  sphere. 

Where  the  archangel  bows  in  awe, 
There  sits  the  King  of  glory  near. 
And  executes  his  perfect  law. 

4  The  ransomed  of  the  earth,  with  joy 

Shall  in  their  robes  of  beauty  come  ; 
And  find  a  rest  without  alloy,  ' 
Amid  the  christian's  happy  home. 

LVI.  C.  M.  Ortonville — Dundee. 

Purity. 
1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill. 
How  fair  the  lily  grows  I 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  I 


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2  Lo,  such  the  youth  whose  holy  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
Whose  secret  heart  with  influence  sweei, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  0  thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone  : 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own, 

LVIl.  L.  M.   Duke  St.— Ward. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Awake  ray  soul  and  with  the  sun, 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise. 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Illumined  by  the  light  divine, 
Let  thy  own  light  to  others  shine  ; 
Reflect  all  heaven's  propitious  rays. 
In  ardent  love  and  cheerful  praise. 


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3  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  — 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might. 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


LVllL  L.  M.  Hamburg  — Duke  St. 

The  Throne  of  Love. 

1  There  is  a  pure,  a  peaceful  wave, 

That  rolls  around  the  throne  of  love  ; 
Whose  waters  gladden  as  they  lave, 
The  bright  and  heavenly  shores  above. 

2  While  streams  that  on  that  tide  depend, 

Steal  from  those  heavenly  shores  away, 
And  on  this  desert  world  descend, 
Over  our  barren  land  to  stray. 

3  The  pilgrim  faint  and  near  to  sink, 

Beneath  his  load  of  earthly  woe. 
Refreshed  beneath  its  verdant  brink, 
Rejoices  in  its  gentle  flow. 


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4  There,  O,  my  soul,  do  thou  repose, 

And  hover  o'er  the  hallowed  spring, 
To  drink  the  crystal  wave,  and  there  - 
To  lave  thy  wounded,  weary  wing. 

LIX.  L.  M.  Duke  St.  —  Hamburg. 

Jesus  Shall  Reign. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue. 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  • 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim, 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

3  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 


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57 


LX.  L.  M.  Hamburg  —  Old  Hundred. 

Our  Father  in  Heaven. 

1  Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven  ; 
To  thy  great  name  be  reverence  given  j 
Thy  peaceful  kingdom  wide  extend. 
And  reign,  O  Lord,  till  time  shall  end. 

2  Thy  sacred  will  on  earth  be  done, 
As  'tis  by  angels  round  thy  throne  ; 
And  let  us  every  day  be  fed, 

With  earthly,  and  with  heavenly  bread. 

3  Our  sins  forgive,  and  teach  us  thus, 
To  pardon  those  who  injure  us  ; 
Our  shield  in  all  temptations  prove, 
And  every  trial  far  remove. 

4  Thine  is  the  kingdom  to  control, 
And  thine  the  power  to  save  the  soul  j 
Great  be  the  glory  of  thy  reign, 

Let  every  creature  say,  Amen, 

LX.I  L.M.   Ward  —  Hamburg. 

Petition. 

1  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  canst  thou  hear 
My  feeble  and  imperfect  prayer  ? 
Or  wilt  thou  listen  to  the  praise 
That  such  a  one  as  I  can  raise  ? 


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2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  let  me  be 
A  meek  obedient  child  to  thee, 

And  try  in  word,  and  deed,  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  L  ought. 

3  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  I'll  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  friend  j 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

4  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  then  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down  and  take  me  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 

LXII.  L.  M.  Hambct 

Children's  Prayer. 

1  O  Lord,  behold  before  thy  throne, 

A  band  of  children  lowly  bend  ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  thy  name  we  own. 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  be  our  friend 

2  Thou  didst  on  earth  the  young  receive  ; 

And  gently  fold  them  to  thy  breast, 
And  say  that  such  in  heaven  should  live 
For  ever  safe,  for  ever  blest. 


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3  Tliy  Holy  Spirit's  aid  impart, 

That  he  may  teach  us  how  to  pray  ; 
JVIake  us  sincere,  and  make  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  O  let  thy  grace  our  souls  renew, 

And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  thine  imaare  bear. 


LXIII.  L.  M,  Ha:mburg  —  Hebron. 

God  Seen  in  His  "Works. 

1  Thy  works  proclaim  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
The  blooming  fields,  the  singing  bird, 
The  tempest  and  the  sunny  hour, 
Show  forth  thy  goodness  and  thy  power. 

2  And  when  the  setting  sun  declines, 
I  view  Thee  in  its  brilliant  lines  j 
Those  tints  so  beautiful  and  bright, 
Teach  me  the  Author  of  all  light. 

3  Great  God  !  how  should  our  worship  rise 
To  Thee,  who  formed  the  earth  and  skies  ; 
The  things  that  creep,  and  thigns  that  fly, 
Are  viewed  by  thine  all-seeing  eye. 


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4  Then  will  I  still  adore  thy  name  ; 
Thou  who  forever  art  the  same  : 
But  yet  thy  grace  and  mercy,  Lord, 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  holy  word. 

LXIV.  L.  M.  Ward. 

The  River  of  God. 

1  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ! 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

2  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

LXV.  L.  M.  Ward  — Duke  St. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

2  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  j 


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Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  judgment-day. 

3  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep  ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep  ; 
IVIy  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

4  Lord,  let  my  heart  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  ; 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 

LXVI.  7  s.  Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Source  of  light  and  life  divine  ! 
Thou  didst  cause  the  light  to  shine  ; 
Thou  didst  bring  thy  sunbeams  forth 
O'er  thy  new-created  earth. 

2  Shade  of  night  and  morning  ray 
Took  from  thee  the  name  of  day  : 
Now  again  the  shades  are  nigh, 
Listen  to  thy  children's  cry  ! 

3  -May  we  ne'er,  by  guilt  depressed, 
Lose  the  way  to  endless  rest , 


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May  no  thoughts  corrupt  and  vain 
Draw  our  souls  to  earth  again. 
4  Rather  help  them  still  to  rise 
Where  our  dearest  treasure  lies  ; 
Help  us  in  our  daily  strife, 
Make  us  struggle  into  life  ! 

LXVIl.  L.  M.  Hebron. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  I 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps  am  near  my  home  j 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear, 

O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  heart. 


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5  And  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
Still  may  I  trust  almighty  love, — 
The  love  which  triumphs  o'er  the  tomb, 
And  leads  to  perfect  bliss  above. 

LXVIII.  L.  M.  Hebron  — DuKK  St. 

Self-Consecration. 

1  O,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above, 

When  angels  touch  the  quivering  string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  the  Father's  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel  lips  can  sing. 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays  ; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  the  Saviour's  praise. 

3  Great  God,  thy  name  we  now  adore  ; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine  j 
And  earthly  joys,  that  charmed  before, 
For  Christ,  our  Saviour,  we  resign. 

4  In  thee  we  trust,  — on  thee  rely  ; 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong  : 
0,  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright,  immortal  throng. 


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LXIX.  L.  M.  Hebron  —  HAMstrRG. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

2  O,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  j 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clear  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  -wise, 

4  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

LXX.  C.  M.  Coronation. 

Coronation. 
1  All  hail  the  pow'r  of  J  esus'  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  cro^n  him  Lord  of  all. 


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2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  rac-, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him,  who  saved  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  liim  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  O,  that  with  yonder,  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall  ; 
Well  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

LXXL  C.  M.  Brattle  St. 

Habitual   Devotion. 

2  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed — 
That  mercy  I  adore. 


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3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  1  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear  ; 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

LXXII.  C.  M.  Coronation. 

Gratitude   for  Preservation. 

1  Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh, 

To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues. 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare  ; 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  in  this  hour  we  share. 

3  0,  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love, 
Our  talents  to  employ. 


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4  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away  — 
Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease  ; 
Then  with  our  father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace, 

LXXIII.      S.  M.  Clements  —  St.  Thomas. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  The  hours  of  evening  close  ; 

Its  lengthened  shadows  dawn 

O'er  scenes  of  earth,  invite  repose, 

And  wait  the  morning  dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 

O'er  forms  of  outward  care  ; 
Nor  thought  for  '  many  things'  assail 
The  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guardian  Shepherd  near, 

His  watchful  eye  will  keep  ; 
And,  safe  from  violence  and  fear. 
Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light 

Than  earth's  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might, 
To  pay  the  Lord  our  vows. 


68  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

LXXIV.       S.  M.  Clements  — St.  tnoMAS. 
Divine  Guidance. 

1  From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 

Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive  : 
And,  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe  I 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad  destructive  road, 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God ! 

LXXV.  S.  M.  Clements  —  Boylston. 

God's  "Works  Praise  Him. 

1  Ten  thousand  different  flowers 

To  thee  sweet  offerings  bear  ; 

And  cheerful  birds  in  shady  bowers 

Sing  forth  thy  tender  care. 


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2  The  fields  on  every  side, 

The  trees  on  every  hill, 
The  glorious  sun,  the  rolling  tide, 
Proclaim  thy  wonders  still. 

3  These  living  hearts  of  ours, 

Thy  holy  name  would  bless  ; 
The  blossoms  of  ten  thousand  flowers 
Would  please  thee,  Father,  less. 

4  While  earth  itself  decays. 

Our  souls  can  never  die  ; 
0,  tune  them  all  to  sing  thy  praise. 
In  better  songs  on  high. 

LXXVI.  L.  M.         Old  Hundred. 

Praise. 

1  Be  thou,  O  God.  exalted  high  j 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky. 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed. 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there  obeyed. 

2  0  God,  my  heart  is  fixed  ;  'tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present  ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice,  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 


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3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round  ; 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends  ; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 


LXXVII.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows: 
Who  dwells  entlironed  above  the  skies, 
And  life  and  health  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due  ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined. 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will. 
Let  all  our  faculties,  combined. 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  O,  may  the  solemn  breathing  sound 

Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou  whose  glory  knows  no  bound. 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone  ! 


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LXXVIII.  L.  M.  Ward  — Hebron. 

For  the  Close  of  School. 

1  Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 

And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend  ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
Our  early  and  our  only  Friend. 

2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that's  gone 

Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned. 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
Forever  sure,  as  time  rolls  round. 

3  Hear  then  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 

And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone  : 
And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
^lay  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 

LXXIX.  8  &  7.      Mount  Vernon. 

A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely. 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze  ; 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening. 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 


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3  Dearest  sister  thou  hast  left  us, 

Here  Ihy  loss  we  deeply  feel  j 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  has  fled  , 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

LXXX.  8  &  7.  Bavaria. 

Gratitude. 

1  When  the  Olive  plants  increasing, 

Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain, 
Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing. 

But  not  search  the  bough  again  ; 
When  thy  favored  vintage  flowing, 

Gladdens  the  autumnal  scene  ; 
Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing. 

By  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean. 

2  When  the  vesper- star  is  beaming 

In  the  coronet  of  even. 
And  the  lake  and  river  gleaming 
With  the  ruddy  hues  of  heaven  ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  73 

WTien  a  thousand  notes  are  blending 

In  the  forest  and  the  grove, 
Be  thy  gratitude  ascending 

Unto  him  whose  name  is  Love. 

3  When  the  stars  appear  in  millions 

In  the  portals  of  the  west, 
Brightly  spangling  the  pavilions 

Where  the  blessed  are  at  rest ; 
When  the  milky-way  is  glowdng 

In  the  cope  of  heaven  above. 
Let  thy  gratitude  be  flowing 

Unto  him  whose  name  is  Love. 

LXXXI.  C.  M.  Lang  Syne. 

The  Houiv  Prayer. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 

For  those  with  care  oppressed. 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  fears  shall  cease 

And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 
'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  that  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 

Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 


74  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  There  is  an  hour  of  sweet  repose, 

When  storms  assail  no  more, 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 

On  that  celestial  shore. 
There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 

Shall  reap  eternal  joy. 

LXXXII.        C.  M.  Dedham  —  Lanesboro', 
Solitude. 

1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear  ; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore  ; 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  75 

4  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

LXXXIII.     CM.    Ortonville  — Dedham. 
Betireraent. 

1  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree, 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made, 

For  those  that  follow  thee. 
There,  if  thy  spirit  touch  the  soid. 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 

She  communes  with  her  God. 

2  There,  like  the  nightingale  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  to  her  song. 

Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise  ; 
There,  O  my  soul !  look  up  and  view 

Thy  Father's  smiling  face  ; 
Here,  promises  he  grants  to  you, 

In  heaven,  a  resting  place. 


76  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

LXXXIV.  12s.     Araby's  Daughter. 

Let  us  Love  one  another. 
1  Let  us  love  one  another  —  not  long  may  we 

stay- 
in  this  bleak  world  of  mourning,  so  brief 

is  life's  day  ; 
Some  fade  ere  'tis  noon,  and  few  linger  till 

eve  ; 
Oh  !    there  breaks  not  a  heart  but  leaves 

some  one  to  grieve  ; 
And  the  fondest,  the  purest,  the  truest  that 

met. 
Have  still  found  the  need  to  forgive  and 

forget ; 
Then,  oh  !  though  the  hopes  that  we  nour- 
ished, decay. 
Let  us  love  one  another  as  long  as  we  stay. 

LXXXV.  7,  6,  &  4.  Home. 

The  Invitation. 
1  Soft,  soft  music  is  stealing 

Sweet,  sweet  lingers  the  strain, 
Loud,  loud  now  it  is  pealing. 
Waking  the  echoes  again. 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 
Waking  the  echoes  again. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  77 

2  Join,  join,  children  of  sadness, 

Send,  send,  sorrow  away  ; 
Now,  now,  changing  to  gladness. 
Warble  a  beautiful  lay  j 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 
Warble  a  beautiful  lay. 

3  Hope,  hope,  fair  and  enduring, 

Joy,  joy,  bright  as  the  day. 

Love,  love,  heaven  ensuring, 

Sweetly  invite  you  away  j 

Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes, 
Sweetly  invite  you  away. 

LXXXVI.  7  s.  Holly. 

Evening. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day, 
-     Fades  upon  our  sight  away  ; 

Free  from  care,  from  labor  free. 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  us,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away  ; 
Then  from  sm  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 


78  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

LXXXVII.  7  s.  WiLMOT. 

Opening  of  School. 

1  Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now  ; 
Thou  cans't  teach  us,  guide,  defend  ; 
We  are  weak,  Almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teachers  blest  ; 
In  our  lives,  and  in  our  hearts, 
Father,  by  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 

Light  and  pardon  from  above  ; 
Charity  for  all  our  kind,  — 
Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love. 

LXXXVIII.  WiLMOT  —  Pleyel's  H. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play; 
While  the  red  light  fades  away  ; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye. 
Ever  following  silently. 

2  Father   by  the  breeze  of  eve 
Called  thj  harvest  work  to  leave, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  79 

Pray  !  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be, 
Lift  the  heart,  and  bend  the  knee. 

3  Traveller,  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Far  from  thine  own  household  band  ; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 

Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone. 

4  Ye  that  triumph,  ye  that  sigh, 
Kindred  by  one  holy  tie  ; 
Heaven's  first  star  alike  ye  see, 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee. 

LXXXIX.     L.  M.  Bonnie  Doon  — Hebron. 
Morning  Hymn. 

1  While  nature  welcomes  in  the  day, 
My  heart  its  earliest  vows  would  pay 
To  Him  whose  care  hath  kindly  kept, 
]\ry  life  from  danger  while  I  slept. 

2  His  genial  rays  the  sun  renews  ; 

How  bright  the  scene  with  glittering  dews  ! 
The     blushing    flowers    more    beauteous 

bloom, 
And  breathe  more  rich  their  sweet  perfume. 

3  So  may  the  sun  of  righteousness 
With  kindliest  beams  my  bosom  bless, 


80  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Warm  into  life  each  heavenly  seed, 
To  bud  and  bear  some  generous  deed, 

XC.  Lovely  Rose. 

Evening  Song. 

1  Come  bless  this  evening's  closing  hour, 

Lovely  song  ! 
Attune  our  hearts  to  sing  thy  pow'r, 

Lovely  song  ! 
Now  bless  our  weary  soul, 
Sweetly  by  thy  soothing  power, 
Brighten  ev'ry  gloomy  hour 

With  soft  control. 

2  Here's  nought  to  mar  our  pleasures. 

Lovely  song  ! 
We'll  yield  thee  richest  treasures, 

Lovely  song  ! 
Now  pour  thy  sweetest  lay. 
Stirring  all  our  hearts  to  gladness, 
Driving  care  and  gloomy  sadness 

Far  away. 

3  This  evening's  sun's  declining  rays. 

Lovely  song ! 
Shall  witness  thy  reviving  lays, 
Lovely  song ! 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  81 

Soon  we  shall  leave  this  place, 
For  our  homes  and  happy  firesides, 
And  for  sleep,  that  gently  glides 
O'er  all  our  race. 

4  May  morning  wake  thy  slumbers, 

Lovely  song ! 
And  may  to-morrow's  numbers. 

Lovely  song ! 
Be  like  the  syren's  strain, 
Gently  soothing  all  our  troubles, 
Guiding  us  beyond  life's  bubbles, 

Pure  bliss  to  gain. 

XCL 

Oh!  Come,  Come  away. 
1  Oh !  come,  come   away  from  labor   now 
reposing. 
Let  busy  care  a  while  forbear, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Come,  come,  our  social  joys  renew. 
And  there  where   Trust  and   Friendship 

grew, 
Let  true  hearts  welcome  you. 

Oh  I  come,  come  away. 


82  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  From   toil,  and   the   cares  on   which  the 

day  is  closing, 
The  hour  of  eve  brings  sweet  reprieve, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Oh  !  come,  where  love  will  smile  on  thee, 
And  round  its  hearth  will  gladness  be, 
And  time  fly  merrily. 

Oh  .'  come,  come  away. 

3  While  sweet  Philomel  the  weary  trav'ller 

cheering, 
With  evening  songs  her  note  prolongs, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
In  answering  songs  of  sympathy, 
We'll  sing,  in  tuneful  harmony 
Of  Hope,  Joy,  Liberty, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 

4  The  bright  day  is  gone  ;  the  moon  and  stars 

appearing. 
With  silver  light  illume  the  night, 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 
Come,  join  your  pray'rs  with  ours,  address 
Kind  Heaven,  our  peaceful  home  to  bless 
With  Health,  Hope,  Happiness. 

Oh  !  come,  come  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  83 

XCII.  CM.  Balekma  —  Ortonvili.e. 

Our   Destiny. 

1  Sweet  day,  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright. 

Bridal  of  earth  and  sky  ! 
The  dew  shall  weep  thy  fall  to  night, 
For  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

2  Sweet  rose  in  air,  whose  odors  wave, 

And  color  charms  the  eye"! 
Thy  root  is  even  in  its  grave, 
And  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

3  Sweet  spring  of  days  and  roses  made. 

Whose  charms  forever  vie  ! 
Thy  days  depart,  thy  roses  fade, 
Thou  too,  alas  !  must  die. 

4  Be  wise  then  mortal,  while  you  may, 

For  swiftly  time  has  fled  ; 
The  thoughtless  ones  who  laugh  to  day, 
To-morrow  may  be  dead. 

XCIII.  C.  M.  Balerma  —  Ortonville. 

Love,  the  golden  Chain. 
1  How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  that  fear  the  Lord  j 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word. 


84  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part  ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Let  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

XCIV.      C.  M.  Lanesboro' — Ortonville. 
Pleasant  "Words. 

1  A  little  word  in  kindness  said, 

A  motion  or  a  tear, 
Has  often  healed  the  heart  that's  sad. 
And  made  a  friend  sincere. 

2  A  word,  a  look,  has  crushed  to  earth. 

Full  many  a  budding  flower  ; 
Which,  had  a  smile  but  owned  its  birth. 
Would  bless  life's  darkest  hour. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  85 

3  Then  deem  it  not  an  idle  thingj 
A  pleasant  word  to  speak  ; 
The  face  you  wear,  the  thoughts  you  bring, 
A  heart  may  heal  or  break. 

XCV.  C.  M.  Laxg  Syne  —  Balerma 

My  Father's  House. 

1  There  is  a  place  of  waveless  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies. 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 
And  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  'Sly  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home  ! 

Wliere  '  many  mansions'  stand, 
Prepared  by  hands  divine,  for  all 
Who  seek  the  'better  land,' 

3  When  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  life. 

With  fear  on  every  side, 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm. 
And  foams  the  angry  tide. 

4  Beyond  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house. 
To  cheer  the  soul  forlorn. 


86  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

5  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade,- 
And  blessedness  complete. 

6  There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown, 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life,  and  glorious  beauty,  shine, 
Untroubled  and  serene. 

XCVI.  7  S  WiLMOT. 

Morning  Invocation. 

1  Sleep  forsakes  us,  may  the  soul 

Gladden  in  its  Maker's  sight  ; 
As  the  clouds  that  o'er  us  roll, 
Sparkle  in  the  morning  light. 

2  God  of  life  be  thou  the  ray, 

Of  our  dim  and  wandering  course  ; 
Light  us  as  the  star  of  day, 
On  to  truth's  eternal  source. 

XCVII.  8  &  7s.  WiLMOT. 

Pity's  Tear. 
1  Softly  beams  the  dews  of  morning 
On  each  graceful  budding  stem  ; 
Rich  as  Orient  Pearls  adorning 
Persia's  proudest  diadem. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  87 

2  Brightly  in  the  dome  of  heaven, 

Shines  the  stars  with  golden  crest  ; 
Smiling  'niid  the  blue  of  even, 
On  the  ocean's  mirrored  breast. 

3  But  more  soft,  more  brightly  beaming. 

To  the  pearl  drops  mild  and  meek. 
In  love's  hallowed  audience  gleaming 
Pity's  tear  on  beauty's  cheek. 

XCVIII.  L.  M.  Bonnie  Doon. 

Star  of  Bethlemhem. 

1  When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

A  glitt'ring  host  bestnd  the  sky  j 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  I  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks. 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem, 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The   wmd    that   tossed   my  foundering 
bark. 


88  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death  struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 

XCIX.  7s.  &  6s.      Morning  Light. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  The  eastern  hills  are  glowing 

With  morning's  purple  ray  ; 
Arrayed  in  light,  he's  coming, 

The  glorious  orb  of  day  ! 
All  hail,  thou  constant  emblem 

Of  him  who  dwells  above  ! 
Of  him,  so  great  and  glorious, 

And  yet  so  full  of  love. 

2  How  nature  now  rejoices, 

With  life  and  beauty  new! 
On  every  grass  blade  twinkles, 

The  pearly  drop  of  dew. 
How  good  is  he  who  made  thee. 

Thou  glorious  orb  of  day  ! 
With  grateful  hearts  we'll  praise  him 

In  morning's  earliest  ray. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  89 

C.  8s.  &  7s.         Greenville. 

Prayer  for  Success. 

1  Thou  who  didst  with  love  and  blessing 

Gather  Zion's  babes  to  thee  ; 
Still  a  Saviour's  love  expressing, 
These,  the  babes  of  Zion  see  ; 

Bless  the  labors, 
That  would  bring  them  up  for  thee. 

2  Love  to  thee,  and  pure  affection 

For  the  lambs  that  need  a  fold, 

These  should  give  our  zeal  direction 

And  prevent  its  growing  cold  ; 

Or  support  us. 
E'en  if  blessing  thou  withhold. 

3  Tet,  with  humble  fervor  bending. 

We  that  blessing  would  entreat  j 
In  the  infant  heart  descending, 
Make  the  toils  of  learning  sweet  ; 

Straight  to  Zion 
Turn  the  young  inquirer's  feet. 

4  Then,  when  long  we  all  have  slumbered 

Side  by  side,  in  common  dust, 
With  thy  ransomed  people  numbered 


90  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

With  the  assembly  of  the  just ; 

Child  and  teacher, 
Saviour  !  own  our  humble  trust. 


CI. 


Xiand  of  our  Fathers. 


1  Land  of  our  Fathers !  wheresoe'er  we  roam, 
Land  of  our  birth  !  to  us  thou  still  art  home  ; 
Peace  and  prosperity  on  thy  sons  attend  ; 
Down  to  posterity  their  influence  descends. 
All  then  inviting  hearts  and  voices  joining, 
Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  land. 

Our  native  land,  etc. 

2  Though  other  climes  may  brighter  hopes 

fulfil, 
Land  of  our  birth  !  we  ever  love  thee  still ! 
Heaven  shield  our  happy  home  from  each 

hostile  band, 
Freedom  and  plenty  ever  crown  our  native 

land. 
All  then  inviting  hearts  and  voices  joining, 
Sing  we  in  harmony  our  native  land. 
Our  native  land,  etc. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  91 

CII. 

Shed  not  a  Tear. 

1  Shed  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's   earl 

When  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone  ; 
Smile,  if  the  slow  tolling  bell  you  shoul 
hear. 

When  I  am  gone,  I  ana  gone. 
Weep  not  for   me  when  you  stand  round 

my  grave, 
Think  who  has  died  his  beloved  to  save  ; 
Til  ink  of  the  crown  all  the  ransomed  shall 
have, 

When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone. 

2  Plant  ye  a  tree  which  may  wave  over  me 

Wlien  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone. 
Sing  me  a  song,  if  my  grave  you  should 
see, 

When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone. 
Come  at  the   close  of  a  bright  summer's 

day. 
Come  when  the  sun  sheds  his  last  linger- 
ing ray, 
Come  and  rejoice  that  I  thus  passed  away, 
When  I  am  gone,  I  am  gone 


92  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

cm. 

The  Crystal  Spring. 

1  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

Wlien  the  burning  sun  is  high  ; 
Where  the  rocks  and  the  woods  their  shad- 1 
ows  fling. 
And  the  pearls  and  the  pebbles  lie. 

2  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  cooling  breezes  blow  ; 
When  the  leaves  of  the  trees  are  withering 
From  the  frost,  or  the  fleecy  snow. 

3  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  wintry  winds  are  gone  ; 
When   the  flowers  are  in  bloom,  and  the 
echoes  rijig 
From  the  woods  o'er  the  verdant  lawn. 

4  Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring, 

When  the  ripening  fruits  appear  ; 
When  the  reapers  the  song  of  harvest  sing, 
And  plenty  has  crowned  the  year. 

5  Give  me  a  draught  of  the  crystal  spring, 

And  the  same  from  day  to  day  ; 
But  if  aught  from  the  worm  of  the  still 

you  bring, 
I  will  pour  every  drop  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  93 

CIV. 

Sparkling  and  Bright. 

1  Sparkling  and  bright  in  its  liquid  light, 
Is  the  water  in  our  glasses, 
'Twill   give   you   health,    'twill   give    you 
wealth, 
Ye  lads  and  rosy  lasses. 

CHORUS. 

Oh  then  resign  the  ruby  wine, 
Each  smiling  son  and  daughter  ; 

There's    nothing    so    good    for    the 
youthful  blood, 
Or  sweet  as  the  sparkling  water. 

Better  than  gold  is  the  water  cold, 
From  the  crystal  fountains  flowing  j 

A  calm  delight  both  day  and  night, 
To  happy  homes  bestowing. 
Oh  then  resign,  etc. 

Sorrow  has  fled  from  the  heart  that  bled, 
Of  the  weeping  wife  and  mother  j 

They've  given  up  the  poison'd  cup, 
Son,  husband,  daughter,  brother. 
Oh  then  resign,  etc. 


94  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CV.  Sweet  Afton. 

Flow  Gently  Sweet  Croton. 

1  Flow  gently  sweet  Croton,  among  thy  green 

trees, 
Flow  gently,  we'll  sing  thee  a  song  in  thy 

praise. 
We  love  thy  pure  water,  thy  sweet  silver 

stream  ; 
And  here  we  would  linger,  by  moonlight's 

soft  beam. 
The  tide  of  intemperance  has  had  its  full 

sway  ; 
The  wine  cup  we  banish  away,  far  away 
Then  come  to  old    Gotham,    our   city  of 

fame. 
We'll  sing  of  thy  praises,  sweet   Croton, 

again. 

2  Thy  crystal  stream,  Croton,  how  lovely  it 

glides. 
And  winds  by  the  cot  where  contentment 

resides  ; 
At  evening  we  fain  by  thy  green  banks 

would  stray, 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the 

day. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  95 

Flow   gently,    sweet   Croton,   among   thy 

green  boughs, 
Flow  gently,  sweet  river,  the  theme  of  our 

lays; 
O'er  hills  and  o'er  valleys  thy  bright  water 

comes. 
To    cheer    and   enliven   our   own    happy 

homes. 

CVI.  7s.         Pleyel's  Hymn. 

Harvest  Hymn. 

1  Every  sheaf  of  golden  grain, 
Standing  on  the  smiling  plain, 
Tells  us,  if  we  do  not  know, 
Whence  our  many  blessings  flow. 

2  Thanks  we  bring  for  earthly  good, 
Nobler  thanks  for  richer  food  j 
Love  divine  to  us  has  given 

Christ,  the  Bread  of  Life,  from  heaven, 

3  Lord !  to  these  thy  favors,  give 
Hearts  to  serve  thee  while  we  live  ; 
Till  we  reap,  where  Jesus  is, 
Harvests  of  immortal  bliss. 


96  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CVII.  7s.  WiLMOT. 

Closing  School. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer. 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  What  we  each  have  now  been  taught, 

Let  our  memories  retain  ; 
May  we,  if  we  live,  be  brought, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  instruction  bless. 

Songs  of  praises  shall  be  given  ; 
"We'll  our  thankfulness  express. 

Here  on  earth,  and  when  in  heaven. 

cvin. 

Swiss  Song — The  Spring  Tme. 

1  The  sweet  birds  are  winging, 
||:  From  arbor  to  spray  •  :|| 
And  cheerily  singing 

Of  spring  time  and  May, 
Merry  May,  merry  May  j 


SCHOOL   HYMN    BOOK.  97 

Sing,  shepherds,  sing  with  me, 

Cheerily,  cheerily, 
Sing,  shepherds,  sing  with  me, 

Merry,  merry,  May. 

The  cattle  are  lowing, 

1|:  Come  up  from  your  hay —  :\\ 
Lads,  let  us  be  going, 
The  morning  is  May, 

Merry  May,  merry  May  j 
Sing,  shepherds,  etc. 


CIX. 


The  last  Kose  of  Summer. 

1  'Tis  the  last  rose  of  summer, 

Left  blooming  alone, 
All  her  lovely  companions 

Are  faded  and  gone  ; 
No  flow'r  of  her  kindred, 

No  rosebud  is  nigh. 
To  reflect  back  her  blushes, 

Or  give  sigh  for  sigh  I 

2  I'll  not  leave  thee,  thou  lone  one 

To  pine  on  the  stem  ; 
Since  the  lovely  are  sleeping. 
Go,  sleep  thou  with  them  ; 


98  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Thus  kindly  I  scatter 
Thy  leaves  o'er  the  bed, 

Where  the  mates  of  the  garden 
Lie  scentless  and  dead. 

3  So  soon  may  I  follow, 

When  friendships  decay, 
And  from  love's  shining  circle, 

The  gems  drop  aw^ay  ' 
When  frue  hearts  lie  wither'd, 

And  fond  ones  are  flown, 
Oh  !  who  would  inhabit 

This  bleak  world  alone  ? 


ex. 


The  Cottager's  Song. 
1  In  the  cottage  near  the  wood. 

Health  and  happiness  combine  ; 
Me  to  bless  with  every  good, 

That  can  render  life  divine,  , 
Though  but  lowly  be  my  state, 

I'll  not  envy  all  the  great. 

Thus  contented  with  my  lot, 

Happy  in  my  humble  cot. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  99 

2  There,  beneath  my  humble  cot, 

Tranquil  peace  and  pleasure  dwell ; 
Sweet  contentment  still  my  lot,  — 

Smiling  joy  can  grace  a  cell. 
Nature's  wants  are  all  supplied, 

Food  and  raiment,  house  and  fire  j 
Wealth  may  swell  in  courts  of  pride, 

This  is  all  that  I  desire. 

CXI.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

The  Request. 

1  Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine. 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

CXIL  C.  M.  Dedham. 

The  Bible  a  Treasure. 
1  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
Those  children  are  divinely  wise 
Who  make  that  pearl  their  own. 


100  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  our  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

3  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail  ; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

CXni.  7  S.  WiLMOT. 

"When  our- Fathers. 
1  When  our  fathers,  long  ago, 

Fled  from  persecution's  flame, 
O'er  the  dark  tempestuous  sea, 

Li  tie  children  Vvith  them  came, 
Little  children  knelt  and  pray'd, 

With  their  Sires  on  freedom's  shore. 
Raised  the  grateful  notes  of  joy, 
Louder  than  the  ocean's  roar. 


SCHOOL    HYMX    BOOK.  101 

I  Bursting  on  night's  darkest  hour, 

Cliiidren  heard  the  savage  yell, 
And  the  loud  and  fearful  cry. 

Of  their  parents  as  they  fell  j 
Children  sang  in  latter  times, 

Liberty's  inspiring  lay, 
Glowing  hearts  in  concert  hailed 

Each  returning  festal  day. 

But  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

We  this  day  have  met  to  sing  j 
Praise  to  him  in  Bethlehem  born. 

Him,  our  Saviour  and  our  King  ; 
He  has  conqured  —  lo  he  comes, 

Leading  captive  death  and  sin  ; 
Open,  open  wide  your  gates, 

Let  the  King  of  glory  in. 

Jesus,  Jesus,  yes,  'tis  he. 

Evermore  the  children's  friend, 
We  have  one  request  for  thee  ; 

Teachers,  faithful  teachers  send  ; 
Send  them  through  this  guilty  world, 

To  make  glad  th'  abodes  of  sin  j 
Open,  open  wide  your  gates, 

Let  the  King  of  glory  in. 


102  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CXIV.  Far  o'er  Hill  and  Dell. 

Go  to  tliy  Rest. 

1  Go  to  thy  rest,  my  child, 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle  and  undefiled, 

With  blessings  on  thy  head  : 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid, 
Haste  from  this  fearful  land. 

Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

2  Before  thy  heart  might  learn  " 

In  waywardness  to  stray, 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 

The  dark  and  downward  way, 
^  Ere  sin  might  wound  thy  heart, 

Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear, 
Rise  to  thy  home  of  rest, 

In  yon  celestial  sphere. 

3  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 

Thy  lips  and  eyes  so  bright 
Because  thy  cradle  care 
Was  such  a  fond  delight, 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  103 

Shall  love  with  weak  embrace, 
Thy  homeward  flight  detain  ? 

No  !  Angel  I  seek  thy  place 
Amid  yon  cherub  train. 


cxv. 


Par  o'er  Hill  and  Dell. 

1  Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell, 

On  the  winds  stealing  ; 
List  to  the  tolling  bell, 

Mournfully  pealing. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say; 
As  melts  the  sounds  away  : 
So  earth's  best  joys  decay, 

Whilst  new  their  feeling, 

2  Now  though  the  charmed  air, 

Slowly  ascending, 
List  to  the  mourner's  prayer, 

Solemnly  bending. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say, 
Turn  from  those  joys  away 
To  those  which  ne'er  decay, 

For  life  is  ending. 


104  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Here,  o'er  a  father's  tomb, 
See  the  orphan  bending, 
And  from  the  churchyard's  gloom, 

Hear  the  dirge  ascending. 
Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say. 
How  short  ambition's  sway, 
Life's  joys  and  friendship's  ray, 
In  the  grave  ending. 


CXVI.  7  &  6  s.     Morning  Light. 

Children's  Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 

That  withers  in  a  day , 
It  is  not  mortal  treasure, 

That  flieth  soon  away  ; 
It  is  not  friends  that  leave  us, 

It  is  not  sense  nor  sin, 
That  smile  but  to  deceive  us, 

Can  give  us  peace  witliin. 

2  But  'tis  religion  bringeth 

Joy  beyond  earth's  control  ; 
Rich  from  the  throne  it  springeth, 
A  fountain  to  the  soul  j 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  105 

He  that  is  meek  and  lowly, 
Tlie  saviour's  face  shall  see  ; 

To  none  but  to  the  holy, 

Heaven's  gates  shall- opened  be. 

3  Lord,  be  thy  spirit  near  us, 

While  we  thy  word  are  taught ; 
And  may  these  days  that  cheer  us, 

With  future  good  be  fraught. 
May  we  to  heaven  invited, 

When  life  and  youtli  are  flown, 
Teachers  and  taught  united, 

Assemble  round  the  throne. 

CXYII.  C.   M.  ORTONVrLLE. 

Fourth,  of  July  Hym.n. 

1  To  Thee,  our  Father  and  our  Friend 

Their  hyinn  to-day  sh^U  rise  ; 
0  from  the  heavenly  courts  descend, 
And  bless  the  sacrifice  ! 

2  While  thro'  our  land  fair  freedom's  song 

Our  fathers  raise  to  thee  ; 
Our  accents  shall  the  notes  prolong  ; 
We  children,  too,  are  free  ! 


106  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  The  past  with  blessings  from  thy  hand, 

Was  richly  scattered  o'er  ; 
As  numerous  as  the  countless  sand 
That  spreads  the  ocean  shore. 

4  O  may  the  future  be  as  bright, 

Nor  be  thy  favors  less 
Resplendent  with  the  glorious  light 
Of  peace  and  happiness. 

CXVIII.  P.  M.  Lilly  Dale. 

Truth. 
1  Be  sacred  truth,  my  son,  thy  guide 
Until  thy  dying  day. 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 
Be  truthful,  be  honest, 
Be  just,  my  child. 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 

2  Thy  heart  shall  then  be  free  and  light. 
And  near  the  crystal  spring, 
Tliy  music  be  more  gay  and  bright 
Than  when  the  wicked  sing. 
Be  truthful,  etc. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  107 

3  Oh, !  then  be  sacred  truth  thy  guide 

Until  thy  dying  day  ; 
Nor  turn  a  finger's  breadth  aside 
From  God's  appointed  way. 
Be  truthful,  etc. 

4  Thy  children  then  shall  nightly  come, 

And  weep  around  thy  tomb  ; 
And  flowers  above  thy  moistened   grave 
Shall  shed  their  rich  perfume. 
Be  truthful,  etc. 

CXIX.  Before  all  Lands. 

Patriotic  Song. 

1  Before  all  lands  from  east  to  west, 
I  love  my  native  land  the  best. 

With  God's  best  gifts  'tis  teeming  ; 
No  gold  nor  jewels  here  are  found, 
Yet  men  of  noble  souls  abound, 

And  eyes  with  joy  are  gleaming. 

2  Before  all  tongues  in  east  or  west, 
I  love  my  native  tongue  the  best ; 

Though  not  so  smoothly  spoken. 
Nor  woven  with  Italian  art  ; 
Yet  when  it  speaks  from  heart  to  heart. 

The  word  is  never  broken. 


108  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Before  all  people  east  oi  west, 
I  love  my  countrymen  the  best, 

A  race  of  noble  spirit  :  —  « 

A  sober  mind,  a  generous  heart. 
To  virtue  trained,  yet  free  from  art, 

They  from  their  sires  inherit. 

CXX.  Carry  me  back. 

Tlie  Pleasant  Scliool. 

e  The  pleasant  school  in  yonder  village 

I  went  to  from  day  to  day. 

And  boys  and  girls  together  learned 

To  study,  and  sing,  and  play. 
'Twas  my  delight,  at  morning  break, 

To  look  all  my  lessons  o'er  j  — . 
O,  carry  me  back  to  school  again, 
To  my  pleasant  school  once  more. 

2  My    schoolboy    days    were    short    and 
merry. 
And  merry  my  heart  shall  be. 
As  I  think  upon  the  innocent  joys 

Our  school-room  gave  to  me. 
But  I  miss  some  lessons  I  lost  at  school, 

And  it  grieves  my  heart  full  sore, — 
So  carrv  me  back,  etc. 


109  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

3  Oh,  tell  me  not  I've  passed  the  limit 
You've  set  in  the  schoolboy's  piiine, 
That  the  World  is  now  the  school  for  me 
t  And  my  only  teacher,  Time  ! 

I  vi^ould  go  to  school  where  once  I  went, 

And  stand  on  the  same  old  floor, — 
Then  carry  me  back,  etc. 

CXXI.  O!  Susanna. 

The  School. 

1  It  is  not  in  the  noisy  street 

That  pleasure  's  often  found  ; 
It  is  not  where  the  idle  meet, 

That  purest  joys  abound. 
But  where  the  faithful  teacher  stands, 

With  firm  but  gentle  rule  ; 
Ah  !  that's  the  happiest  place  for  me, 
The  pleasant  common  school. 
Oh,  the  school-room, 

0,  that's  the  place  for  me  ; 
You'll  rarely  find,  go  where  you  will, 
A  happier  set  than  we. 

2  We  never  mind  the  burning  sun, 

We  never  mind  the  showers, 
We  never  mind  the  drifting  snows. 
While  life  and  health  are  ours  ; 


110  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

But  when  the  merry  school  bell  throws 

Its  welcome  in  the  air, 
In  spite  of  rain  and  drifting  snows, 

You'll  always  find  us  there. 
Oh  I  the  school-room,  etc. 

3  The  stamp  that's  borne  on  manhood's 
brow 
Is  traced  in  early  years  ; 
The  good  or  ill  we're  doing  now, 

In  future  life  appears  : 
And' as  our  youthful  hours  we  spend 

In  study,  toil  or  play. 
We  trust  that  each  his  aid  will  lend 
To  cheer  us  on  our  way. 
Oh  !  the  school-room,  etc. 

CXXII.  Lightly  Row. 

Morning. 
1  Silently  !  silently  ! 

Ope  and  close  the  school -room  door  ; 
Carefully  !  carefully  I 
Walk  upon  the  floor  ! 

Let  us,  let  us  strive  to  be 
From  disorder  ever  free  ; 
Happily  !  happily 
Passing  time  away. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  Ill 

2  Cheerfully  !  cheerfully  ! 

Let  us  in  our  work  engage, 
With  a  zeal !  with  a  zeal ! 
Far  beyond  our  age  ;  — 

And  if  we  should  chance  to  find 

Lessons  that,  perplex  the  mind, 

Persevere  !  persevere  ! 

Never  borrow  fear. 

3  Now  we  sing  !  now  we  sing, 

Gaily  as  the  birds  of  spring  j 
As  they  hop  !  as  they  hop, 
On  the  high  tree  top  ! 

Let  us  be  as  prompt  as  they, 

In  our  work  and  in  our  play  ; 

Happily  !  happily 

Passing  time  away. 

CXXin.  Old  Granite  State 

The  Village  School. 
1  1|::  We  have  come  to  our  School  room::|| 
With  spirit's  light  and  gay  ; 
![::  And  in  search  of  knowledge  ::|| 
We  will  pass  our  time  away. 


112  SCHOOL   HYMN   BOOK. 

2  11"  We  are  an  association  ::|| 

Convened  for  learning's  sake  j 
For  without  an  education, 
We  can  fill  no  useful  station, 
'Mid  the  rising  generation, 

In  the  Old  Granite  State. 

3  II::  Try  again  is  our  motto  ::1| 

If  in  our  tasks  we  fail  ; 
IJ::  For  we  know  that  preseverance  ::|| 
Will  o'er  obstacles  prevail, 

4  Now  three  cheers  altogether, 

Shout  for  Common  schools  forever, 
Shout  for  blessings  on  the  giver, 

Till  we  make  the  air  resound  ; 
And  for  those  who  labor  for  us, 
And  whose  guardian  care  is  o'er  us. 
We  will  swell  the  grateful  chorus, 
Till  the  echoes  back  rebound. 

CXXIV.  Bonnie  Doon. 

Ye   Banks  and  Braes. 
1  Ye  banks  and  braes  of  Bonnie  Doon, 
How  can  ye  bloom  so  fresh  and  fair. 
How  can  ye  chant  ye  little  birds. 
And  I  so  weary  full  of  care. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  113 

Thou'lt  break  my  heart  thovi  warbling  bird, 
That  sportest  thro'  the  flowery  thorn, 

Thou  ifiind'st  me  of  departed  joys, 
Departed  never  to  return. 

Oft  have  I  sung  by  Bonnie  Doon, 

To  cheer  the  friends  that  now  are  gone, 
I  coukl  not  think  they'd  fall  so  soon. 

And  sleep  beneath  the  cold,  cold  stone. 
With  lightsome  heart  I  plucked  the  flowers 

To  deck  the  friends  I  may  not  see, 
But  weary  long  will  be  the  hours. 

Till  they  are  all  restored  to  me. 


CXXV.  Araby's  Daughter. 

Old  Oaken  Bucket. 
1  How  dear   to  my  heart  are  the  scenes  of 
my  childhood, 
When  fond  recollection  presents  to  my 
view, 
The  orchard,  the  meadow,  the  deep  tan- 
gled wildwood. 
And  ev'ry  lov'd  spot  which  my  infancy 
knew, 


Ill  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

The  wide-spreading   pond   and   the   mill 

which  stood  near  it. 
The   bridge   and   the   rock    where    the 

cataract  fell, 
The    cot   of  my  father,  the   dairy   house 

nigh  it, 
And  e'en  the  rude  bucket  that  hung   in 

the  well. 
The    old   oaken    bucket,  the    iron    bound 

bucket, 
The  moss  cover'd  bucket  that  hung  in  the 

well. 

2  The  moss-covered  bucket  I  hail  as  a  trea- 
sure, 
For  often  at  noon  when  return'd  from 
the  field, 
I  found  it  the  source  of  an  exquisite  plea- 
sure. 
The   purest   and   sweetest    that  nature 
could  yield. 
How  ardent   I  seized  it,  with  hands  that 
were  glowing, 
And  quick  to  the  white  pebbled  bottom 
it  fell. 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  115 

Then    soon  with   the   emblem    of   truth 

overflowing, 
And  dripping  with  coolness  it  rose  from 

the  well. 
The   old   oaken    bucket,  the   iron   bound 

bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket  arose  from  the 

well. 

3  How  sweet  from  the  green  mossy  rim  to 
receive  it. 
As  poised  on  the  curb  it  inclined  to  my  lips; 
Not  a  full  flowing  goblet  could  tempt  me 
to  leave  it, 
Though    filled    with    the    nectar    that 
Jupiter  sips. 
And   now  far   removed    from    the   loved 
situation, 
The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell, 
As  fancy  reverts  to  my  father's  plantation, 
And  sighs  for  the  bucket  which  hung  in 
the  well. 
The   old   oaken    bucket,    the    iron-bound 

bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket  that  hung  in  the 
well. 


116  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

CXXVI.  P.  M.  Dan  TucitEE. 

Happy  Scl^ool. 

1  We  greet  with  joy  this  happy  day, 
And  we  will  drive  dull  care  away, 
Hearts  full  of  cheer,  we'll  never  fear, 
While  we  in  wisdom's  ways  appear. 

Then  shout  aloud  I  shout  aloud  ! 
Shout  aloud  !  swell  the  chorus, 
■  Happy  days  are  yet  before  us. 

2  O  !  we  will  love  our  happy  school, 
And  never  play  the  *'  idle  fool  " — 
United,  all  in  heart  and  hand  ; 

O  !  are  we  not  a  happy  band  ? 
Then  shout,  etc. 

3  From  morn  to  noon,  from  noon  to  night, 
Let  peace  and  love  our  hearts  unite, 
And  when  our  daily  task  is  o'er. 

We  sing  the  song  we  sung  belore. 
Then  shout,  etc. 

CXXVII.  Al'ld  Lang  Syne. 

Auld  Lang  Syne  at  School. 
1  Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forgot, 
And  never  brought  to  mind  ? 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  117 

Shall  school  acquaintance  be  forgot, 
And  days  of  auld  lang  syne. 
For  auld  lang  syne  at  school, 

For  auld  lang  syne, 
We'll  have  a  thought  of  kindness  yet, 
For  auld  lang  syne. 

2  We  oft  have  cheered  each  other's  task 

From  morn  till  day's  decline, 
But  memory's  night  shall  never  rest 
On  auld  lang  syne. 

For  auld  lang  syne,  etc. 

3  Then  take  the  hand  that  now  is  warm, 

Within  a  hand  of  thine  ; 
No  distant  day  shall  lose  the  grasp 
Of  auld  lang  syne. 

For  auld  lang  syne,  etc. 


CXXVIII.  P.  M.       Away  to  School. 

Away  the  Bowl. 
1  Our  youthful  hearts  with  temperance  burn, 
Away,  away  the  bowl  ; 
From  dram  shops  all  our  steps  we  turn. 
Away,  away  the  bowl  ; 


118  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Farewell  to  rum  and  all  its  harms, 
Farewell  the  winecup's  boasted  charms, 
Away   the    bowl,   away   the    bowl,    away, 
away  the  bowl. 

2  See  how  that  staggering  drunkard  reels  ! 

Away,  away  the  bowl ; 
Alas,  the  misery  he  reveals. 

Away,  away  the  bowl  ; 
His  children  grieve,  his  wife  's  in  tears  I 
Ho^v  sad  his  once  bright  home  appears  ! 
Away  the  bowl,  etc. 

3  We  drink  no  more,  nor  buy  nor  sell, 

Away,  away  the  bowl ! 
The  tippler's  ofiers  we  repel, 
Away,  away  the  bowl.  . 
United  in  a  temperance  band. 
We're  joined    in   heart,  we're    joined  in 
hand, 
Away  the  bowl,  etc. 

CXXIX.  7s.     The  Schoolmaster. 

Temperance  Call. 
1  Come,  ye  children,  learn  to  sing  ; 
Temperance  songs  are  just  the  thing  : 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  119 

Tune  your  voices,  make  tViem  ring 
They'll  give  life  a  cheerful  spring. 

Cheerily,  readily,  come  along  ; 

Sign  the  pledge,  and  sing  the  song. 

2  Blooming  youth,  come  sing  the  song, 
Tune  your  lips,  the  strains  prolong  ; 
Sit  not  by  the  wine  too  long, 

Grief  and  wo  to  it  belong. 
Cheerily,  readily,  etc. 

3  Lovely  maid,  the  call  obey, 
Tune  your  lips,  and  keep  away 
From  the  tyrant's  awful  sway, 
And  be  not  the  bibber's  prey. 

Cheerily,  readily,  etc. 

4  Anxious  parent,  hear  the  call ; 

See  !  your  children  great  and  small. 
Come  to  yovi  with  loudest  call  — 
Sign  the  pledge,  and  save  them  all. 
Cheerily,  readily,  etc. 

CXXX.  7  s.  The  Schoolmaster. 

The  Temperance   Banner. 
1   Raise  your  Banner  high  in  air. 
Write  Cold  Water  -^  write  it  there  ; 


120  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

Let  its  folds  be  wide  unfurl'd, 
Let  it  float  o'er  all  the  world  — 

Temperance  Banner  —  raise  it  high, 

Lefcit  flap  against  the  sky  ! 

2  March,  Refonners,  march  ye  on, 
Soon  the  battle  will  be  won  ; 

Soon  the  last  poor,  staggering  soul, 
Will  have  turned  —  or  found  his  goal. 
Press,  Reformers,  press  ye  on, 
Cease  not,  till  the  battle's  won ! 

3  See,  yon  star  is  rising  high  ; 
Hops  is  bending  from  the  sky  ; 

See,  yon  Rainbow  bending  o'er 
Ireland's  lately  deluged  shore  ; 
See,  her  star  is  rising  high, 
Hope  is  bending  from  the  sky  ! 

4  Hark  !  I  hear  yon  spirits  cry. 
Come  and  see  us  —  for  we  die  ; 

Brandy,  Rum,  and  Gin  are  dead  ; 

Wine  and  Beer  are  frigthened,  fled. 
And  the  very  winds  reply, 
Alcohol  shall  surely  die  I 

5  Raise  your  Banner,  raise  it  high  ; 
Let  it  flap  against  the  sky  ; 


SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK.  121 

Let  the  world  adorning  see  ; 

Temperance  —  Truth  —  and  Liberty  — 
Temperance  Banner  ;  raise  it  high  ; 
Let  it  flap  against  the  sky  .' 

CXXXL  Rose  that  all  ake  praising. 

The  Drunkard's  Bowl. 

1  The  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl, 

Is  not  the  drink  for  me  ; 
It  kills  his  body  and  his  soul  j 

How  sad  a  sight  is  he  ! 
But  there's  a  drink  which  God  has  given, 
Distilling  in  the  showers  of  heaven, 

in  measures  large  and  free, 

O  that's  the  drink  for  me. 

2  The  stream  that  many  prize  so  high, 

Is  not  the  stream  for  me  ; 
For  he  who  drinks  it  still  is  dry, 

Forever  dry  he'll  be. 
But  there's  a  stream  so  cool  and  clear, 
The  thirsty  traveller  lingers  near, 

Refreshed  and  glad  is  he  ; 

O,  that's  the  stream  for  me. 


122  SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK. 

2  The  winecup  that  so  many  prize, 

Is  not  the  cup  for  me  ; 
The  aching  head,  the  bloated  face, 

In  its  sad  train  I  see. 
But  there's  a  cup  of  water  pure, 
And  he  who  drinks  it  may  be  sure 

Of  heahh  and  length  of  days  ;  — 

O,  that's  the  cup  for  me. 

CXXII.  Before  all  Lands. 

Cold  'Water  Song. 

1  Before  all  causes  east  or  west, 

I  love  the  temperance  cause  the  best  — 

I  love  its  cheerful  greetings  ; 
I  love  the  tales  the  speakers  tell. 
The  songs  we  sing  while  echoes  swell 
At  our  Cold  Water  Meetings, 
At  our  Cold  Water  Meetings. 

2  Before  all  laws,  or  east  or  west, 

I  count  the  law  of  Love  the  best  — 

Its  accents  mildly  spoken. 
Will  harmless  make  the  poisoned  bowl  — 
Bind  up  the  wounded,  and  control 

The  heart  that's  almost  broken, 
The  heart,  etc 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


PAGE 

A.11  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name    -     -  64 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  of  grief     -     -     -  43 

As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares     -     -     -  52 

As  flows  the  rapid  river 40 

Art  thou  my  father 57 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun    -     -  54 

Be  sacred  truth,  my  son 106 

Begin  the  high  celestial  strain  -  -  -  20 
Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high  .  ...  59 
Brothers,  sisters,  ere  we  part  -  -  -  -  S 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill  .  -  -  .  53 
Before  all  lands  from  east  to  west  -  -  107 
Before  all  causes  east  or  west  -     -     -     -  122 

Child,  amid  the  flowers  at  play  -  -  -  78 
Come,  bless  this  evening's  closing  hour  80 
Come,  let  us  strike  our  hfirps  afresh  -  -  66 
Come,  thou.  Almighty  King  .  -  -  -  8 
Come,  ye  children 118 

Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell 103 


124  INDEX. 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  -     -     -  99 

Fc.ther  of  our  feeble  race 12 

Father,  refuge  of  my  soul    -     •     -     -     -  15 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreatmg  -     -     -  37 

Father,  in  thy  secret  dwelling       -     -     -  36 

Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise     -  71 

Flow  gently,  sweet  Croton       -     -     -     -  94 

Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son  60 

For  a  season  called  to  part       -     ...  96 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life       ...     -  68 

Gracious  source  of  every  blessing      .     -  25 

Great  God,  let  all  thy  tuneful  powers     -  18 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens  -     -     -  24 

Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son      -  17 

Great  God  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand  19 

Go  when  the  morning  shine th       ...  42 

Guide  me,  O  thou  Great  Jehovah      -     -  27 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice      -     -  64 
Give  me  a  draught  from  the  crystal  spring   92 

Go  to  thy  rest,  my  child 102 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  heart     -  51 

Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  blessing       -  22 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light      -     -     -  35 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds  -     -  51 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears    -     -  20 

How  dear  to  my  heart 113 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away      ...     -  74 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me     -  27 


INDEX.  125 

In  the  cottage  near  the  wood   -     -     -     -     98 

It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 104 

It  is  not  in  the  noisy  street 109 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun     -     -     56 

Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise  -     -     -     70 

Let  us  love  one  another 76 

Land  of  our  fathers  !  wheresoe'er  we  roam  90 
Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing     -     -     28 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour  -     -     26 
May  thy  olive  plants  increasing   -     -     -     72 

O  God,  thy  grace  impart 9 

O  Lord,  another  week  is  flown,     -     -     -  31 

O  Lord,  behold,  before  thy  throne      -     -  58 

O  come,  come  away 81 

Oh  !  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above,     -  63 

O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time      -     -  33 

O  Thou,  enthroned  in  wordls  above  -     -  21 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit     -     -     -  47 

Our  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven      -  57 

O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh     -     -  84 

Our  youthful  hearts 117 

Part  in  peace,  is  day  before  us      -     -     -  25 

Praise  the  Lord  when  blushing  morning  23 

Peace  be  to  this  habitation       -     -     -     -  28 

Praise  to  thee  thou  great  Creator       -     -  26 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name  -----  10 


$26  INDEX. 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise     -     -     -  H 

Praise  the  Lord  who  reigns  above     -     -  30 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore  him  3S 

Raise  your  banner --119 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings      -  29 

Remember  thy  Creator 41 

Silently,  silently,  ope  and  close     -     -     -  110 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day      -     -     -     -  77 

Soft,  soft  music  is  stealing 76 

Suppliant  low  thy  children  bend  -     -     -  78 
Swift  my.  childhood's  dreams  are  passing      7 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely      -     -  71 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King-  32 

Sweet  day,  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright   -  S3 

Sleep  forsakes  us,  may  the  soul    -     -     -  86 
Shed  not  a  tear  o'er   your   friend's   early 

bier 91 

Sparkling  and  bright  in  its  liquid  light  -  93 

Shall  school  acquaintance 116 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  -     -  48 

The  hours  of  evening  close       -     -     -     -  67 

Ten  thousand  diiferent  flowers     -     -     -  OS 

The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade     -     -  75 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace       -  73 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  -     -     -  62 

There  is  a  pure,  a  peaceful  wave      -     -  55 

There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow      -  60 

Thy  works  proclaim  thy  glory  Lord       -  59 


INDEX.  127 

There  is  happy  land 49 

The  rose  that  blooms  in  Sharon's  vale    -  53 
The    pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade 

away 44 

The  morning  light  is  breaking      -     -     -  38 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 31 

To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large      -     -     -  14 

There  is  a  place  of  waveless  -     -     -     -  85 

The  eastern  hills  are  glowing  -     -     -     -  88 

Thou,  who  didst  with  love  and  blessing  89 

The  sweet  birds  are  winging    -     -     -     -  96 

'T  is  the  last  rose  of  summer    -     -     -     -  97 

This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies     -     -  99 

To  Thee,  our  Father  and  our  Friend     -  10.5 

The  pleasant  school 108 

The  drink  that's  in  the  drunkard's  bowl  121 

When  1  can  read  my  title  clear     -     -     .  40 

Watch  of  Israel,  we  shall  rest,     -     -     -  34 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night     -     -     .  34 

VV^hen  shall  we  all  meet  again      -     .     -  13 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array       .     -     .  jg 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power       -  65 

While  nature  welcomes  in  the  day    .     -  79 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain  87 

When  our  fathers  long  ago       ....  lOQ 

We  have  come  to  our  school-room     -     -  111 

We  greet  with  joy 116 

Ye  banks  and  braes  of  Bonnie  Doon      -  112 


